I seriously did not want to get up for work this morning. My alarm went off and it was all I could do not to turn it off (in lieu of hitting the snooze button) and pull the covers over my head. I’d probably have done it, but the possibility of suffocating due to said covers being on top of my face made me think better of it. I’m cautious, you see.

My hunch is some of you out there hope I keep publishing comic strips, and some of you who hope I die a horrible, horrible death (i.e. you are sick of the comic strips). I wish there was some happy compromise, but as my ex liked to say, “compromise is for %$@#&.”

Okay, she didn’t really say that. But I’m sure she thought it.

11:31 AM

Those of you know of my disdain for Keanu Reeves (or those of you who have just noticed his mug in the banner at the top of the page) just knew I wasn’t going to not immortalize him in a comic strip, right?

11:57 AM

Back in the day, during a two-day journey that saw me drive from Minnesota to Georgia, I remember noticing how NO ONE seemed to care about driving with their headlights on. It rained nonstop and was dark and overcast that entire trip, but it seemed as though half the cars on the road were oblivious. Needless to say, my impression of the drivers in these foreign (to me) states was not a good one.

Recently, apparently, whatever illness (I’m assuming it’s an illness — stupidity is an illness, right?) plagued the drivers in those other states is now plaguing the drivers in Georgia. This past weekend, it rained nonstop. On Sunday, I had to drop my sister off at college. To my shock and horror, about one out of every five cars I saw were driving with their headlights off.

When your consider the fact newer cars take the whole “remembering to turn on your lights” thing out of the driver’s hands by turning the lights on automatically, this 1-in-5 ratio is ridiculously sad.

How can these nimrods not understand that if it’s raining hard enough for your vision to be impaired while driving, you need to turn on your headlights? It doesn’t matter if YOU can see just fine — it’s so the other cars can see you!

Is it like this everywhere? My theory is the same people who never, ever, ever use their turn signals are the same people who don’t bother (or forget) to turn on their headlights when it’s difficult to see while driving.

I also have a theory that these are the same people who leave their shopping cart in the middle of the grocery store parking lot so that they can roll away at the first mild breeze and hit other cars in the parking lot.

But I digress.

12:49 PM

Sigh. I have a meeting at 1:00. Since my live blog is getting such little activity today, I leave you with the following deep thought.

See you all on the flip side.

2:50 PM

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: meetings are where joy goes to die!

3:47 PM

One of the downsides to live blogging (or for creating comic strips, for that matter) is coming up with semi-interesting things to talk about.

For example, I just got out of a two-hour meeting. The thing was so boring that I actually wished one of my epic sneezes would come along just so I would have something to do.

And yet, now that I’m out of the meeting and can talk about whatever the heck I want to talk about, I’ve got nothing. Zip. My mind is blank.

I tried to write a quick tidbit of comedic genius. Nothing.

I try to think of a quick comic strip idea. Not happenin’.

Actually, that’s not entirely true. I did come up with this idea during the meeting:

Funny? Sure.

My best work? Hardly.

I need ideas, people. Ideas!

Help me out here.

4:40 PM

Okay, for better or worse, I thought of an idea.

5:23 PM

Okay, I’m fairly certain today’s is the most disjointed blog post I’ve written in some time. I guess it’s to be expected. I woke up not wanting to get out of bed, and then I had a two-hour meeting of pure and utter boredom right smack in the middle of my work day. Plus, once again, I skipped lunch. For the past three hours, my stomach has tried eating itself.

Oh well.

At least I got to spoof ol’ Keanu in a comic. And I’ve wanted to unleash my wrath on those people who drive in rain without their lights on for quite some time. And in doing so I got to use the word “nimrod”, which just doesn’t get used enough these days, if you ask me.

Maybe I’ll find inspiration once I get home and inhale an entire jar of peanut butter?

6:34 PM

Within ten seconds of leaving the office, inspiration found me.

Although, I guess it isn’t really inspiration as much as my mom texted me saying she had caught my sister’s pink eye.

I was around my sister this weekend just as much as my mom was, so the fact I haven’t caught the pink eye is just more proof of my wicked awesome immune system.

Go Kev. I rock.

Sucks about my mom, though.

More to come throughout the day…